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I'm at Atlanta Bread Company this morning because that's where the writer's group I agreed to speak at wanted to meet. I'm not actually a member of the group -- I'm not a member of any writer organizations at present. I use to belong to the Romance Writer's of America but I became quite irritated with the politics of the organization. I also used to belong to a few online groups but they were so ineffectual and boring that I thought I might die of the stagnation.

This group of writers emailed me a few weeks back and asked me to come to one of their meetings and talk about my process, etc etc etc. So I agreed and suggested the coffee house downtown because that's my comfort zone but they normally meet at Atlanta Bread so I gave in as gracefully as anyone has a right to expect from me and agreed to meet here. I like the food okay and I can get a decent latte if the right girl is behind the counter to make it. (I'm certainly not afraid to ask for her specifically either)

The meeting ran for about an hour and just finished up a few minutes ago. I consider packing up all of my stuff and taking everything back to the coffee house I prefer BUT I'm pretty comfortable so I texted Snotty Chicklit Writer and SciFi Writer to tell them were I was. SciFi Writer immediately replied back with his disbelief at my location and to question if I needed "back up". LOL. Chicklit Writer is on her way and she's bringing Erotica Writer with her. This place might not survive the three of us.

It's a beautiful day here which sort of interferes with my bitchiosity. It's hard to be evil when the sky is this blue and the clouds are sparse but fluffy.

There are a few people from the writer's group lingering near by and I can tell I'm probably going to have to be nice and play hostess to one or more of them for the rest of the day. Most rushed out (I think for various jobs) but the two that appear to be settling in for the long haul mentioned they don't work "Real Jobs" -- they just "write".

SIGH

Date: 2011-03-25 02:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] originaltempus.livejournal.com
They say "write what you know". So now, you know how to write a scene where Bitchocity meets Mrs. Cleaver in a barista-deficeint coffee/bread...er.. place. heh.


Now, my burning question is: what emperical experience can you offer up for all your hot male slash sex scenes; particularily those in TTB?

"Me, myself and I want to know". quotes quill quivering in hovering anticipation.

slow, malevolent grin

Date: 2011-03-25 09:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] originaltempus.livejournal.com
Wow.. okay. Yeah. It's got my vote too.

Best three weeks ever.
LOL

...

Date: 2011-03-26 02:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] justalurkr.livejournal.com
I'll be in my bunk...

Date: 2011-03-28 05:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eternusdiscipul.livejournal.com
I hate you a little more now, that has been one of my teenage fantasies, although one was a cute hunky basketball player and the other a soccer player with a great ass.

Somehow you make me wish I lived near you so I could track you down every now and then and witness the bitching-show up close. Perhaps you should come to the Netherlands and shock our slimy politicians with their slick words with a good bitching session. Kinda killing two birds with one stone there, you'll amuse me and a lot of my friends and you get to purge our country of assholes.

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